twentyseven | LANKS

I was going to write about this one song...
...and then this song came on.

And I heard those drums.
Those drums that play when it's time to get ready.
Those drums that play when it's time to push through.
Those drums that play when it's time to take it to the next level.
I know that sound so well. 

There is a feeling that’s holding me
There is a feeling that’s holding me down

I know what LANKS is talking about when he's counting to twentyseven
I know the pressure that comes from feeling like I have timeline. And feeling like I'm not moving fast enough to make it there. And if I don't, I've failed.

It’s the moment you so desperately crave
Running deeper, running deeper in your veins

Sometimes counting to twentyseven, and everything that represents, makes anything I do feel so noticeably small, insignificant, and invaluable. 

But then my friends step in.

They step in and hit pause so I can hear beyond the counting to tewntyseven
They lift my head my head up so I can see more than twentyseven
They look me in the eye so I can see what's beyond twentyseven
They open my eyes see what I really have.

Which is so much more than twentseven